Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Speaking Out

In our case, it was the girlies calling each other 'Cow.' Just this week, I was informed that if I hadn't made such a fuss about it, they would have gotten bored and stopped sooner. 
     Ahem. Sure. You bet.

National Museum Day Live 9/23 -- Get Your Free Tickets!

Just go here for specifics. 

Sponsored by the Smithsonian. Ironically, there are none in my state (Colorado). But hundreds of museums are participating. Hopefully there's one in your area!

Colds...And Cold Mornings

Charley Bear has a cold.

Charley Bear...and A Bear. (As in Rug)

So do we, apparently.

Getting up in the morning, already an exercise in discipline, has just gotten worse. Why would I want to leave that warm snuggly bed, when it's chilly outside?

No matter -- you have to. There's work to be done. But I feel like this about it all:

(And btw, I'm not the first dog.)

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Quilted Flowers on a Windy Day

Now this is a charmer --

From Pinterest...

What a great way to use up your scraps, while sewing this cheerful piece. I could even see making the daisies into chrysanthemums on an autumn-leafy background, with careful attention to color. Or white Christmas roses, backed by red and green!

It's called 'Blossoms' (of course), designed by Amanda Murphy.

Get the PDF pattern from PatternPile here.

Monday, September 18, 2017

Peaches, Mouseys...And Other Updates

     A cool breeze, fall colors just beginning down here. The Broncos won yesterday, and the CU Buffs and Michigan did their part over the weekend, as well. A hot cup of coffee...and a piece of peach pie close at hand. What more could you want?

Forgot to take a picture before we started eating...sorry.

     Well, some get-up-and-go, for starters.  Now we're back home, I've got reports to finish up, laundry to do -- and back to work on attacking The Piles that are currently infesting the house. I spent much of the weekend processing box after box of peaches, which were more than ripe, and starting to 'go.' The Brick helped some, too. The upshot of it: we have 20 or so quart bags of chopped peaches in the freezer, 2 batches of dried peaches, plus two peach pies (1 1/4 pies -- #2 is in the freezer) and a batch of tarts (ditto).
     They'll be delicious, but it took staying up until 1 a.m. or so every morning to get everything done. At least now we're caught up on episodes of The Last Ship and Fear the Walking Dead.

We brought back some boxes  for various friends and neighbors,  including Pastor Torrey and his wife. Sunday morning, we were peacefully listening to the sermon when he began talking about fruit. (I.e., what our actions produce in ours and other people's lives.) Suddenly, I heard my name -- he was thanking us from the pulpit for "the peaches from Palisade -- which are the best."

     That was strange enough -- but happened after the service was even weirder. We had at least three people sidle up and say, "Um, those peaches from Palisade...ya got any extra? We'd like some, too."

     Lesson learned: Never let your pastor peddle your peaches from the pulpit.

Two boxes are left -- but we bought those purposely green. Hopefully they'll last for another week or two, or I may just go peach-buggy.  You'll find recipes, by the way, over on the Holiday Goodies blog for pie and tarts. Go here for more.

Mousey Alert:  We were winning this war last month.  Sort of. But while we were gone, a new family must have moved in -- we've caught at least one, and I continue to hear suspicious rattling over by the newspaper pile. The snoozing dogs seem to notice nothing. So much for guarded vigilance.

Bathrooms:  Son #1 is finished with Bathroom #1 and almost done with Bathroom #2: marble, textured stone and (TA DA!) a toilet we can actually use. He just needs to move the vanity in and do the hookups, he says.
     That's good, because we're almost out of money in the savings account. Bathroom renovations, no matter how carefully you plan for them, are expensive.

Bigfoot:  In spite of great hopes that Son #1 would run across something (not literally!) during this year's bowhunting season... he didn't. No weird sounds, footprints, anything. I am really bummed.

General life: Charley the dog has a cold. He mopes around, even though his favorite person -- Karma, Daughter #2 and Son #1's dog -- is in residence.

Poor baby.

 The Brick doesn't feel that great, either. It may be a cold -- it may be just readjusting to the altitude. (We had a lot of trouble sleeping at 10,500 ft when we were camping last week...just couldn't seem to draw an easy breath.) Or it may be thinking about finances: we had to cough up more than $500 last week at the Grand Junction dealer, when the truck kept overheating. We made three separate trips to the dealer -- at a time when we should have just been luxuriating by the campsite. (On the other hand, we had several interesting conversations with people who were doing the same thing, including a guy who drove for Uber and a young couple from Quebec. (And had been sleeping in their minivan for days, while the dealer dithered on what to do.)
     'Picking up strange men and women,' we called it. A new hobby.

Second lesson learned:  Do not spend a day of your vacation hanging out in the RAM truck dealer's parking lot. It is not exciting, in spite of the (nice) people you may meet.

I am not that concerned. The bathrooms are paid for, and so are our bills. We still have cash in a few other accounts, and I have a few gigs coming up. If we need to pull money from retirement accounts, so be it. We'll be okay.
     He still worries, though.

At least Karma can hold Charley's paw now and then.


Monday Stuff On the Way to Other Stuff: Peaches, Peaches, Peaches

      Our recent trip to Palisade left us with a pleasure and a burden: 15 boxes of peaches that, due to their ripeness, had to be eaten up, canned or put in the freezer -- stat. 
     We filled neighbors' orders, gave away some. Five boxes remained, all in increasing states of ripeness -- except now we were getting a lot of fuzz patches, too. 
      Guess what I've been doing all weekend? 

A location scout for the Netflix tv series Narcos is found murdered:  riddled with bullets, in his car in Hidalgo...just as the drugrunners series plans to focus on the Mexican drug cartels. How much do you wanna bet the two events are related?

A trip down memory car lane...what vehicles have you owned? Which ones do you wish you still had?  (From Kevin and Ruth)

A coyote gets a ride in a car grill...for twenty miles on the highway!   Surprisingly, the little guy was released unharmed.
    Another entry from the Department of 'Ewww:'

A monster 'fatberg' is found, clogging up one of London's Victorian-era sewers.  It's estimated to weigh as much as 10 double-decker busses. (Yes, it took a while to remove.)

An English custodian finds a medieval treasure trove...buried on his school's playground.

"Ten easy things I do to save money."  (From Money Beagle)

What to do with that big windfall... inheritance, home sale, whatever.  How do you invest it wisely? (From Financial Samurai)

Dozens of birthday freebies.  (From The Frugal Girls)

Decor decisions that made them proud.  Including this colorwashed cutlery. (From Domino) 

Seventeen holiday souvenirs that don't require a lot of $$.  (From The Simple Dollar)

Slow cooker beef & broccoli. Sounds delicious.  (From Hundred Dollars A Month)

Also, don't miss her latest installment of random goodness around the Web, including a mattress store owner who gave 1,000 people a place to sleep (good for him!), a suitcase cover of your head (I am not making this up)...and Handerpants.

From 9/11's anniversary:

*Ten raw videos from the day.
*Ten famous people who avoided death that day.  (Both from Listverse)

*Watermelon molasses:  what it is, and why you should try it!  (I'd never heard of this, either.)

One-pot taco casserole.  I'm all for easy AND good, nowadays. (From Crazy for Crust)

Have a good week -- go eat some peaches!

Saturday, September 16, 2017

I Love This Time of Year!

It's definitely fall here.

We've got a few bushels of peaches to process...back to you soon.

Have a good weekend.

Speaking Out

In our case, it was the girlies calling each other 'Cow.' Just this week, I was informed that if I hadn't made such a fuss...